The Saga of Evil: Chapter 6
A/N: Finally, my Internet service has been fixed, so I'll be updating a lot more often than I have. Please review.
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Disclaimer: Same thing.
Digimon Emperor: TORTURE! BLOOD! TORTURE!
heath 999: I expected that you would like this part.
Sam: So, Ken, this is what after you killed me.
heath 999: That was low.
Ken: I didn't kill you; I just wish that you would die so I could get some attention.
heath 999: That's even lower.
*Ken's and Sam's Mom and Dad show up*
Ken's and Sam's Mom: I'm so sorry! I never knew that we were treating you like that! *throws herself at Ken, hugging him*
Ken's and Sam's Dad: I'm sorry, too! *does the same thing*
Sam: HEY! WHAT ABOUT ME?!
Ken's and Sam's parents: Forget you, we already gave you enough attention already!
*Ken sticks tongue out at Sam*
heath 999: *rolls eyes* Yeah, really mature, Ken. Please review.
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Real World: About Two Months Later (A/N: "Ken's Secret" Episode time.)
~Ken's POV~
I walk out of the bus that just dropped me off at the soccer game, ignoring the cheering fan girls around me.
Insects don't deserve my attention.
I notice to my surprise that the cursed digidestine's are here, and they brought their digimon along with them.
How dare they.
Why bring these stupid bits of data to a soccer game, they won't even know what's going on.
I glare at the digidestined for a few moments before going down and talking to my pathetic coach who I'm better than him about leading the team.
I walk to the middle of the soccer field after warming up to see the digidestined called Motomiya across from me.
"Hey! Good luck!" He says, smiling at me.
I smile forcefully back at him, insect as he is, I must be polite before I kick his team's butts. "You too."
Within a minute, I score my first goal of the game, leaving Motomiya's mouth hanging open behind.
Near the end of the game, I'm running to score another goal, when I suddenly feel my shin guard give way, as cleats cut deeply into my skin as I fall flat on my face.
Who did this?!
I turn to see Motomiya getting to his feet.
He's going to pay for this.
Dearly.
He walks over to me, looking apologetic.
"I'm sorry 'bout that cut, apparently I tripped you a little to strongly." He apologizes, looking down at my scrape.
He should be sorry.
He's going to pay for what he did to me.
I shouldn't show that, though.
I force yet another smile, "don't worry about it, in fact you're an opponent worthy of my class, and I was honored to play with you." I say, offering my hand.
God, I'm such a liar, it makes me sick sometimes.
Smiling, Motomiya shakes it, and then leaves with the other digidestined.
Leaving me behind to glare at them.
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The Forbidden Valley of No Return (A/N: Sounds like a charming place, I must visit there sometime.)
~Digimon Emperor's POV~
I glare at my now worthy opponent, Motomiya.
He's the first one to ever get the best of me twice.
I tell him that, and I see his and the others confusion.
Time to let the cat out of the bag, and make him regret ever being nice to me.
I already see them noticing the cut on my leg that Motomiya gave me, and I confirm it by removing my glasses.
Delighted, I watch Motomiya go white with shock.
I walk away, towards the waiting Aidramon saying:
"until next time my worthy opponent."
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Digimon Emperor's Base: Later
I look at the screens, watching my latest interview.
I hate it there.
All the time, interviews, schoolwork, and my parents that only care about my fame.
A sharp twinge runs up the back of my neck.
Not even soccer's fun anymore.
Should I stay here, and not return home?
What about my parents?
This is the first time I thought about them ever since I became the Digimon Emperor.
I feel Wormmon nuzzling me, and I don't have the heart to kick him.
What's happening to me?
I glance down at my gloved hands.
Is this right for me to stay?
I have to at least leave a note.
I walk out, ignoring Wormmon's protests.
Why do I suddenly feel like I'm doing the wrong thing?
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Tamachi Apartments: That evening
~Ken's POV~
I look out at the vast expanse of the rooftop.
My parent's care nothing about me, all they care about is their little genius, and the reputation that they get from that.
I watch the people walk by below.
I don't need any of them.
I grab onto the bars, wishing that I could just wrench them loose with my bare hands to let out my frustration and anger.
"Insects, just scurrying around like worker ants."
"I could crush them all!"
I yank on the bars, feeling the anger pouring out on them.
"I'll rule them all!"
And that night, I left.
Forever.
Just leaving a note saying that I don't need anyone anymore.
That the insects that I live with lives will never plague no longer.
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Emperor's Base: Two Months Later
~Digimon Emperor's POV~
I glare at Takaishi as he starts to laugh at me.
"What's so funny?" I demand enraged.
He looks at me evenly, "let me ask you something, Ichijouji. Do you have any idea what you're facing when you confront the darkness? You have no clue what's down there, or how to control it. You're a phony, a fake, a fraud."
Enraged, I crack my whip at him.
Nobody speaks to me like that.
He gasps in pain, and I hear his pathetic digimon do the same.
He rubs the cut on his cheek, and then speaks again: "Do you always resort to violence?"
Startled, I just stare at him.
Do I?
Why do I do that?
"I-I-I guess," I stammer, caught off guard.
Takaishi starts walking towards me, "there's a time to talk and a time to fight, and this is a good time to talk."
I step back, keeping the same distance between us.
Can I talk to my hated enemy?
"Also, it's a good time to fight!" He says, covering the distance that separates us, and hitting me squarely in the jaw knocking me to the ground.
After a fight, in which he beat the crap out of me, and then left, saying that it wasn't over, I slowly got up, the creature that still considers himself my partner asking if I'm okay.
I don't feel anger like I did the last time I get defeated physically by Motomiya.
I feel shame.
And humbleness.
I get up to my feet slowly, Takaishi's words still going through my head.
Maybe I'm not as unconquerable as I thought as I was.
TBC.
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A/N: Please review.
A/N: Finally, my Internet service has been fixed, so I'll be updating a lot more often than I have. Please review.
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Disclaimer: Same thing.
Digimon Emperor: TORTURE! BLOOD! TORTURE!
heath 999: I expected that you would like this part.
Sam: So, Ken, this is what after you killed me.
heath 999: That was low.
Ken: I didn't kill you; I just wish that you would die so I could get some attention.
heath 999: That's even lower.
*Ken's and Sam's Mom and Dad show up*
Ken's and Sam's Mom: I'm so sorry! I never knew that we were treating you like that! *throws herself at Ken, hugging him*
Ken's and Sam's Dad: I'm sorry, too! *does the same thing*
Sam: HEY! WHAT ABOUT ME?!
Ken's and Sam's parents: Forget you, we already gave you enough attention already!
*Ken sticks tongue out at Sam*
heath 999: *rolls eyes* Yeah, really mature, Ken. Please review.
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Real World: About Two Months Later (A/N: "Ken's Secret" Episode time.)
~Ken's POV~
I walk out of the bus that just dropped me off at the soccer game, ignoring the cheering fan girls around me.
Insects don't deserve my attention.
I notice to my surprise that the cursed digidestine's are here, and they brought their digimon along with them.
How dare they.
Why bring these stupid bits of data to a soccer game, they won't even know what's going on.
I glare at the digidestined for a few moments before going down and talking to my pathetic coach who I'm better than him about leading the team.
I walk to the middle of the soccer field after warming up to see the digidestined called Motomiya across from me.
"Hey! Good luck!" He says, smiling at me.
I smile forcefully back at him, insect as he is, I must be polite before I kick his team's butts. "You too."
Within a minute, I score my first goal of the game, leaving Motomiya's mouth hanging open behind.
Near the end of the game, I'm running to score another goal, when I suddenly feel my shin guard give way, as cleats cut deeply into my skin as I fall flat on my face.
Who did this?!
I turn to see Motomiya getting to his feet.
He's going to pay for this.
Dearly.
He walks over to me, looking apologetic.
"I'm sorry 'bout that cut, apparently I tripped you a little to strongly." He apologizes, looking down at my scrape.
He should be sorry.
He's going to pay for what he did to me.
I shouldn't show that, though.
I force yet another smile, "don't worry about it, in fact you're an opponent worthy of my class, and I was honored to play with you." I say, offering my hand.
God, I'm such a liar, it makes me sick sometimes.
Smiling, Motomiya shakes it, and then leaves with the other digidestined.
Leaving me behind to glare at them.
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The Forbidden Valley of No Return (A/N: Sounds like a charming place, I must visit there sometime.)
~Digimon Emperor's POV~
I glare at my now worthy opponent, Motomiya.
He's the first one to ever get the best of me twice.
I tell him that, and I see his and the others confusion.
Time to let the cat out of the bag, and make him regret ever being nice to me.
I already see them noticing the cut on my leg that Motomiya gave me, and I confirm it by removing my glasses.
Delighted, I watch Motomiya go white with shock.
I walk away, towards the waiting Aidramon saying:
"until next time my worthy opponent."
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Digimon Emperor's Base: Later
I look at the screens, watching my latest interview.
I hate it there.
All the time, interviews, schoolwork, and my parents that only care about my fame.
A sharp twinge runs up the back of my neck.
Not even soccer's fun anymore.
Should I stay here, and not return home?
What about my parents?
This is the first time I thought about them ever since I became the Digimon Emperor.
I feel Wormmon nuzzling me, and I don't have the heart to kick him.
What's happening to me?
I glance down at my gloved hands.
Is this right for me to stay?
I have to at least leave a note.
I walk out, ignoring Wormmon's protests.
Why do I suddenly feel like I'm doing the wrong thing?
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Tamachi Apartments: That evening
~Ken's POV~
I look out at the vast expanse of the rooftop.
My parent's care nothing about me, all they care about is their little genius, and the reputation that they get from that.
I watch the people walk by below.
I don't need any of them.
I grab onto the bars, wishing that I could just wrench them loose with my bare hands to let out my frustration and anger.
"Insects, just scurrying around like worker ants."
"I could crush them all!"
I yank on the bars, feeling the anger pouring out on them.
"I'll rule them all!"
And that night, I left.
Forever.
Just leaving a note saying that I don't need anyone anymore.
That the insects that I live with lives will never plague no longer.
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Emperor's Base: Two Months Later
~Digimon Emperor's POV~
I glare at Takaishi as he starts to laugh at me.
"What's so funny?" I demand enraged.
He looks at me evenly, "let me ask you something, Ichijouji. Do you have any idea what you're facing when you confront the darkness? You have no clue what's down there, or how to control it. You're a phony, a fake, a fraud."
Enraged, I crack my whip at him.
Nobody speaks to me like that.
He gasps in pain, and I hear his pathetic digimon do the same.
He rubs the cut on his cheek, and then speaks again: "Do you always resort to violence?"
Startled, I just stare at him.
Do I?
Why do I do that?
"I-I-I guess," I stammer, caught off guard.
Takaishi starts walking towards me, "there's a time to talk and a time to fight, and this is a good time to talk."
I step back, keeping the same distance between us.
Can I talk to my hated enemy?
"Also, it's a good time to fight!" He says, covering the distance that separates us, and hitting me squarely in the jaw knocking me to the ground.
After a fight, in which he beat the crap out of me, and then left, saying that it wasn't over, I slowly got up, the creature that still considers himself my partner asking if I'm okay.
I don't feel anger like I did the last time I get defeated physically by Motomiya.
I feel shame.
And humbleness.
I get up to my feet slowly, Takaishi's words still going through my head.
Maybe I'm not as unconquerable as I thought as I was.
TBC.
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A/N: Please review.